Upon hearing this, Zhao Tiezhu's eyes instantly lit up with joy.
What do you call this, "falling asleep and someone brings you a pillow"? What I was thinking came true?
I was just wondering if the village chief of Chen Family Village might fall ill, but I never expected that not only was the chief sick, but it was a serious illness that could be fatal at any moment. This was truly a godsend opportunity.
With that thought, Zhao Tiezhu was suddenly over the moon.
He immediately squeezed his way through the crowd until he reached the man who spoke Mandarin and then patted him on the shoulder.
"Buddy, buddy, I want to ask you something, do you think you could take a moment to answer me?"
When the man heard that, he turned around and saw Zhao Tiezhu. As soon as he got a clear look at Zhao Tiezhu's face, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
He looked at Zhao Tiezhu with a perplexed gaze.